Luyện nghe bài hát Tequilla

Rock the
the beat

This is for my killas that shoot
Con cigarillos while ride out to the club
To get their on, to get their creep on
To get their drink on, to get smoke on

This is for my killas shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos they ride out to the club
To get their on, to get their creep on
To get their on, to get their smoke on

Blaze up, all the bang
Round up all the little locs, as the sky
Smash and mash body, just another day
high until your pistols ain't reached for the sky
This quarter of bomb, a quarter pound of bud
where I'm from thangs ain't never gonna change
So where you from

Semi-automatic shotgun a herb
When I trip then, then unload the
Not a fuck is the motto
Bitches gobble and swallow, we hallows
And I'm first to launch off the heads nigga
Hit the liquor store for sure right I unload the forty-four

This is for my that shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while ride out to the club
To get freak on, to get their creep on
To get drink on, to get their smoke on

is for my killas that shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos they ride out to the club
To get their on, to get their creep on
To get their drink on, to get their on

Whether mathematical, actual dollar figures a nigga feel bigger
Cap pealer for the soldiers, have a feel older
And another gift a sweet lick to a cheap trick
All a nigga get 'cause it get

flight to the top, first class
Miss Lady got a ass, fast as you want to be
Lady follow me, I'm a southwest G
Team Kurupt

Straight giving a fuck, I will make a tick know up
Blowin' up, up when I bust a nut
I'm in your guts screaming, keepin' her feining
Had to put on my team, dreaming

Mack-a-jack with the checkered
all bad, make me mad
So be the first to blast, Miss

This is for my killas that shoot
Con cigarillos while they out to the club
To get their freak on, to get creep on
To get their drink on, to get smoke on

is for my killas that shoot tequilla
Con while they ride out to the club
To get freak on, to get their creep on
To get their drink on, to get smoke on

We the killings, don't be playin' the plots
Come around here, you will get
Me and my homeboys run the block
Pop, pop one of they homies

I told y'all never come around here
'Cause motherfuckers don't pump no fear
Ain't hard whether the day to dark
Like the fourth of July the candles spark

Always knew I wanted to see
And having paper, have next to G's
nothing but killers hanging with me
Blast any who steppin' left to me

So soon we'll take your shit, whoop your ass, fuck bitch
Never thought it would happen but it did, you
niggas can't fuck with this

This is for my that shoot tequilla
Con while they ride out to the club
To get freak on, to get their creep on
To get their drink on, to get smoke on

This is for my killas shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while ride out to the club
To get their freak on, to get creep on
To get their drink on, to get smoke on